The survivors (A warrior cats fanatic)

Chapter 15

Ravenstar's P.O.V.

I padded out of the nursery, to Bramblestar, and Mistystar. "Do you mind if I make  some of our apprentices, warriors? I feel like they deserve it."

"Of course, you can do that." Mistystar purred.

"Thank you." I hop onto a low branch on a tall tree. "DawnClan, gather here for a warrior ceremony."

DawnClan sits down near the tree, while all of the other Clans watch us, as well as Flamespirit.

"Shadepaw, Willowpaw, and Bramblepaw. Step forward. Flamespirit, is Shadepaw ready to become a warrior?" I ask.

"Yes, she is." Flamespirit yowls.

"Then by the power of StarClan I give you your warrior names. Shadepaw, you are now known as Shadedusk. Willowpaw, you are now known as Willowmoon. Bramblepaw, you are now known as Bramblesky. You are now full warriors of DawnClan. You will watch over us tonight." I jump down as the Clans cheer there new names.

"Shadedusk, Willowmoon, Bramblesky. Shadedusk, Willowmoon, Bramblesky."

I watch as the new warriors go to there watch. The rest of the Clans settle down for the night. I sleep next to the nursery in case Flamespirit needs me.

Two Moons Pass

"Blossommist, can you go get Hollyfeather. I think my kitting is starting." I hear Flamespirit groan. I jump up as Blossommist comes out, and run in to Flamespirit.

There is enough space for all of us to be in it and more. Wildherb, Dovepool, and Leaffern's kits all became apprentinces. Echopaw is Nightwish's apprentince. Leopardpaw is Shadedusk's apprentice.

Squirrelpaw is Ivystar's apprentince. Mistpaw is Lionstorm's apprentince. Breezepaw is Whiteflame's apprentince. Turtlepaw is Shadowshade's apprentince.

Hollyfeather burst through's the entrance. "Blossommist. I need you to stay outside for now."

"I think- that - the first- one is - coming." 

"Don't think about that. Bite down on this stick when they come."

The first kit comes out, and Flamespirit bites down on the stick. It doesn't shatter but, it will soon. The first kit is a golden tom with black paws. The stick breaks as the next kit is born. It is a black tom. 

"Two more, Flamespirit." 

Flamespirit shrieks as the last two are born. The third kit is a grey she-cat with black markings. The last kit is another she-cat that is gold with a white tail, belly, and paws.

"What do you want to name them, Flamespirit?" I ask.

"For the last she-cat, Tallkit. The tom will be, Ripplekit." Flamespirit huffs.

"Good names. I was thinking for the golden tom, Thunderkit, and the grey one, Windkit."